Short Poem of the Day 📝 Progress Now I'm into things so small when I Say boo I disappear A.R. Ammons

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Ritual After dinner every night, my father, standing by the sink, would fill a glass with water, place one fisted hand behind his hip, throw back his head, and drink until it was empty. Barry George

Short Poem of the Day 📝 My life has been the poem I would have writ But I could not both live and utter it. Henry David Thoreau

Poem/Day 📝 Dead Letters People die, and the mail keeps coming. I know this because the video catalogues come back to me. The mourners scrawl "DECEASED" in block letters across Keira Knightley's cheek. I update the database. delete the dead. Sari Krosinsky

📝 Forbidden Mystery There is a mystery even questioning is a crime, 'profane', 'scandalous' I wanted to question the mystery, the myths that went on for centuries. Then I realized the questions are truer, stronger than those myths! I stopped asking. AS

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Wind caresses the golden wheat. Field's yearning for the new seeds. Dreams lingered, deferred until the next fallow season. Soodabeh Saeidnia

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Control I. See how that works? I. Not him her he or she or you or y'all or them no they, nor it. Just me, I. Then, just watch us. A. H. Jerriod Avant

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Perfect Dwelling A place to live the grace of "less is more" uplifted by the holy word: enough and another place next door to store the stuff Maureen Tolman Flannery

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Poetry to the Rescue You must be nearly lost to be (if found) nearly found A.R. Ammons

Short Poem of the Day 📝 I'll plant a row of daisy seeds, In the space below each eye, So they'll remind you of your beauty, When they bloom each time you cry. — e.h

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Monsoon And with the first showers Comes the kind of sadness Which only half loved lovers Can feel. pragya santani

Short Poem of the Day. 📝 Theosophy Astronomers report for perhaps 2 billion years, a black hole has been singing. Kate Angus

Short Poem of the Day 📝 January Children's fingerprints On a frozen window Of a small schoolhouse An empire, I read somewhere, Maintains itself through The cruelty of its prisons Charles Simic

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Reality: Short Definition Just the brain telling tales we are helpless to resist. Mike Essig

Short Poem of the Day 📝 "To what shall I liken this life?" To what shall I liken this life? It is like a boat, Which, unmoored at morn, Drops out of sight And leaves no trace behind. Manzei (Japan, 8th century)

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Aimless Exhaling breath of an anarchist despite chaos. I still inhale Pouting Roses Ignited burning hearts now adrift coolish stare the journey ends finding... sad petals and pouting roses. Ken Allan Dronsfield

Short Poem of the Day 📝 A thin line between life and death. There is another world, called love and hate. Love wins over death and life hates death. Rainy Sarmistha

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Apology The beautiful woman wears the same dress, twice. Rosemary Royston

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Revision Put the firework back together Unring the bell Gather up the shreds of scream Push it back behind your tongue A second look Is not the first And you've changed Since then. Jen Kohan

Short Poem of the Day 📝 i shall imagine life is not worth dying if (and when)roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades itself that every weed's a rose roses(you feel certain)will only smile Edward Estlin (E E) Cummings

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Welcome to my page! It's quite white! Don't bother your pen to ink a poem on it as the waves of my chaos remove what you write, and the page remains always bright. Soodabeh Saeidnia

Short Poem of the Day. 📝 There Was a Little Girl There was a little girl, she had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead; And when she was good, she was very, very good. And when she was bad, she was horrid. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)

Short Poem of the Day 📝 winter ruckus I'm in bed listening the wind is slinging tree limbs leaves and loss Eve Castle ‏

Short Poem of the Day. 📝 January Who's it gonna be dragging that dead Xmas tree deep onto the woods Brett Eugene Ralph

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Merchandise When we have played with the toy life death takes it back without condition whatever the condition A.R. Ammons

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Bottommost We circle the sinkhole the coil spins in: when the speed is close and sufficient, a tube of nothingness opens down which attracted objects mill exodus. A.R. Ammons

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Connection We are all connected We descended from Oneness We will merge into the One —the cosmic Oneness Abu Sufian

Poem of Day 📝 Awaking in New York Curtains forcing their will against the wind children sleep exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city drags itself awake on subway straps; and I, an alarm, awake as a rumor of war, lie stretching into dawn, unasked and unheeded. Maya Angelou

Short Poem of the Day 📝 To Kαλoν Even in my dreams you have denied yourself to me And sent me only your handmaids. Ezra Pound (U.S.A., 1885–1972)

Resolutions 📝 Let us try to be good and content, Kind to each other, Healthy and gentle and brave, Obedient to Mother. For of such were the heroes of old- Patient in learning, Seldom rude, seldom cross, never cruel, From the truth never turning. A.E & M. Keary

Poem of the Day 📝 In Praise of Sake Far better, it seems, than uttering pompous words And looking wise, To drink sake and weep drunken tears. If I could but be happy in this life, What should I care if in the next I became a bird or a worm! Otomo Tabito Japan

Short Poem of the Day 📝 The Red Wheelbarrow so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens. William Carlos Williams (U.S.A., 1883–1963)

Short Poem of the Day 📝 A violent notion shimmered Lips smoked Walls cracked From insane silence Run away lush wilder- ness We are more dangerous than you Robert Folkard

Short Poem of the Day. 📝 "If I were only dafter" If I were only dafter I might be making hymns To the liquor of your laughter And the lacquer of your limbs. WITTER BYNNER (1881-1968)

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Quail Song The grey quails bunched tight together. Above, Coyote trotted by. He stopped. He looked. The blue quails ran and huddled together. Coyote looked at them, sideways. Anonymous (Pima, North America, 19th century)

Short Poem of the Day. 📝 Beige It's not just a color; it's a way of life. David Park Musella

Autumn 📝 A touch of cold in the Autumn night – I walked abroad, And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge Like a red-faced farmer. I did not stop to speak, but nodded, And round about were the wistful stars With white faces like town children. T. E. Hulme

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Watercolor it rains softly in Albuquerque i can hear the quiet under the motors a women speaks into her cell phone but her voice disappears through the blue hole in the clouds

Short Poem of the Day 📝 I Am Rose I am Rose; my eyes are blue I am Rose and who are you I am Rose and when I sing I am Rose like anything. Gertrude Stein (U.S.A., 1874–1946)

Short Poem of the Day. 📝 * Dreams don't end. They go on without you. David Park Musella

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Gift So much my mother forbade me to say. What could I do but sing? George Ella Lyon

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Silhouette If you weren't you and I weren't I We two could live as one But I am I You are stuck Standing in old friends' doorways Wearing unflattering shoes. Peggy Landsman

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Lost in a Distant Harbor Love, once beside me now lost in a distant harbor calls out into the night crawls back into the fog. Michael Lee Johnson

Short Poem of the Day 📝 microcosm creek beds are cradled in the creases of maple leaves Eric Scott Sutherland

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Placement I am a woman on a rock, sun on her back, trying to feel what the stone has to say. Nana Lampton

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Ireland/Watching Weather Sky velvet blue behind--sheer white before-- and rain like a curtain pulled. The furze waves its fuzzy paw. Martha Gehringer

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Never to be Spoken I will give you everything The moon and all its stars If you stand beside me in the sun Just as you are PrttyBrd

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Unci In a picture, she has on a buckskin dress. The one she was going to wear to my graduation. Francis Krug

Short Poem of the Day 📝 Residue of a Past Life Nails clawing through shirttails Trying to hold on Desperate not to let things change Faceless people turn their backs Glasses shatter half full Only the empties remain PrttyBrd

Short Poem / Day 📝 The Old Woman As a white candle In a holy place, So is the beauty Of an aged face. As the spent radiance Of the winter sun, So is a woman With her travail done. Her brood gone from her And her thoughts as still As the waters Under a ruined mill. J CAMPBELL